Don't you tell me what you think that I can be I'm the one at the sail, I'm the master of my sea, oh-ooh The master of my sea, oh-ooh I was broken from a young age Taken my sulking to the masses Writing my poems for the few That look to me, took to me, shook to me, feeling me Singing from heartache from the pain Taking my message from the veins Speaking my lesson from the brain Seeing the beauty through the... Pain!You made me a, you made me a believer, believer Pain!You break me down and build me up, believer, believer Pain!Oh, let the bullets fly, oh let them rain My life, my love, my drive, it came from... Pain!You made me a, you made me a believer, believer Third things third Send a prayer to the ones up above All the hate that you've heard has turned your spirit to a dove, oh-ooh Your spirit up above, oh-ooh I was choking in the crowd Building my rain up in the cloud Falling like ashes to the ground Hoping my feelings, they would drown
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